Finally got to see this film on the weekend. My husband has been dying to see it for a while as he is really interested in Genghis Khan. The movie is actually the first in a planned trilogy but given that it took 10 years to make, we probably won't see the second and third instalments any time soon. While it did contain quite a few gory battlescenes, it was actually a really beautiful film. The cinematography was magnificent (really worth viewing on the big screen) and the story of Temudjin's relationship with his wife, Boorte, and his 'blood brother', Jamukha, really moving and interesting. Fantastic acting as well. Looking forward to seeing the second film although expect that this will be when things really get nasty!
What has been your favorite mistake?
Submitted by Runnergirl
Not a mistake, just a few years earlier than originally planned. Turned out really well though. I can't imagine having my children too much later than I did.
Show us your favorite local restaurant.
Andrea Kristina's Bookstore & Kafé is probably my favorite place in Farmington. It has good food, a quirky atmosphere, lots of great events, and books! One of the regular events is the Mensa Brunch & Browse, which is usually the first Saturday of each month at approximately 11 AM. Heidi told me they may start extending breakfast availability past 11, but for now, you have to get there before 11 if you prefer breakfasty brunch to lunchy brunch. This is a public event, no membership required, so stop by if you're in the neighborhood. (Look for Pigwidgeon, our little plush mascot.) We just munch and chat, sometimes about books, sometimes not. And we shop. In addition to books, AK's carries music and jewelry and art and teapots and handpuppets....
Well I spent most of the afternoon writing a very specific and concrete critique of the parenting class for the woman who found my blog where I talked (about her partner mostly) in the most unglowing terms. Hubby read my critique and made a few suggestions and I thought they were pretty good so I worked them in. It dealt with the troubling issues of the presentation of the material in a direct and concrete (and respectful) way. I am actually pretty proud of how it turned out BUT it was not something I really had time for today. It was important though, and I felt I owed her that much at least after what I’d said about the class on my adoption blog. At some point I’ll go back and update the blog to cover both a critique and a synopsis of the situation for those who don’t understand why chunks of my adoption blog went missing overnight.
I hired a lady today to wrap soap for me. She can do it from her home while she cares for the little ones. She seems excited about it and wonders if I’ll have enough to keep her busy. I’m curious about that myself. She’s a neat person and I’m happy to help. They have some serious medical bills associated with some of the needs their children have and it’s hard to make the dollars stretch. So wrapping soap doesn’t sound like all that much fun, but there will be other kinds of work as well. I can’t believe I’m an employer again. Wild, huh?! Who knew it would happen this quickly?! I can keep her busy if I get my own work done. And there IS plenty of work to be done.
I haven’t gotten back to the manuscript and I’m struggling with that. I’d really love to have three days at a room in a hermitage somewhere with a stocked fridge and a bathroom of my own and good lighting. Oh, and there needs to be room to pace the floor. But that's about it.
I’ve gotten a little more work completed on my website today. It’s slow work but every update makes me feel like I’m getting somewhere. I still can’t decide on whether to continue to use Etsy to sell or start using a PayPal shopping cart. There are many options to consider and I really do want to be able to sell from my own website without paying through the nose for the programming end of things. It pretty much needs to be something I can continue to run myself for now.
I made some of the cutest cupcake soaps today! It will be interesting to see how people respond to them at the show on Saturday. I don’t think I’ve posted photos of my gourmet line of soaps here, maybe I’ll add in a few photos for the fun of it. They all smell SO yummy!
The idea of photographing my feet for this week's self portrait partly inspired by my neighbour Sarah's portrait of her feet from last week. Also finding it hard to take interesting photos on Thursday mornings when I always follow the same route to work. As you can see from the second picture, the gap between train platform and train door is quite pronounced. It is the same on most Sydney train stations.
I nearly lost my son down this gap once (at Circular Quay station) but fortunately I was holding onto his hand pretty tightly and managed to catch him in time and hoik him up again.
Have heard of other people not being so fortunate though.
Bleh!
It's really very simple.
Being a writer is a shitty job. People think that writers should just write for the pleasure of it, and therefore writing is a job they won't pay you for. Not true. People think they can just sit down and decide one day to be a writer. Not bloody likely. People also think they can control what other people write. You can't.
I've always said that if you know a writer, you will eventually find yourself in one of Mork's reports back to Orson.
Does Mork care if you are in the report? Nope. Does Orson think it's wrong for people to interfere with Mork filing his report? Hell, yes.
So I'm going to admit it. I'm sick to death of the scrutiny. Quite frankly, I'm embarrassed for you -- that you think you have the right to control the things I say, what I do, what I think, and what I write about. I'm tired of feigning respect for, and continuing to smile and nod at, the people who just want to judge me. Worse: when they communicate these judgments to me and then expect me to change to fit their ideas.
I'm taking my control back. Here's what I've left for you: your scrutiny, your judgments, and your ideas. You can have them. They are, after all, just yours. I've never shared them.
This is not my first VOX blog post. I've moved everything into
"neighbourhood only" so that I can select who sees what, and when. How's that for showing some lady balls? I hope you aren't feeling threatened. All I'm doing is living my own life. Which is, like it or lump it, the life of a writer.
If you need access to one of my previous posts, whether through a Google search or a link that one of my friends has shared, just message or contact me, and I'll hook you up.
